Looking in the mirror, staring down my own reflection
So many questions on my mind, so many answers I can´t find
Who am I? What do I see?

Why am I different? Am I living the dream?
Or am I the prisoner of my own creations?
I always wondered what´s beyond the dream
What my dream truly is
Are dreams the things you see when you close your eyes?
Or the things that keep you up at night?
Sometimes I felt pressured by expectations
In a society that profits from our self-doubts
Being true to yourself is a challenging act
Why should I follow the rules?
Aren´t rules meant for people who don´t know what to do?
I am no longer accepting the things I cannot change
I am changing the things I can no longer accept
The world made me what I was
But my faith made me what I am today

I know you have your opinion, but let´s be honest
Your opinion of me does not define who I am
´Cause I know what you want me to be
Now, I´m gonna show you who I truly am